Novel & Cerita Kimora Lee Simmons Young

So this is it'. I thought to myself. A thick scent of blood consumed my senses. A dull thud im my chest that was nearing its final beat. I look around at the mess I got myself into this time. Knowing it to be my last. Why wasn't I more appreciative of the life I was given. Its not like my life was hard or demeaning. I just didn't like the fact my destiny was pre determined before I was even born. And there it was a pair of sapphire eyes staring at me with hatred, deep burning hatred that you could feel in the depths of your gut, but something new was hidden behind the hatred was that remorse. Well for you to understand, I better start from the beginning. My name is Venus Lee DeLorentez, Venus for short. My mum named me after the goddess of love, sex, beauty and fertility. I know not the name i would have chosen for myself but she was a very spiritual lady, not only believing in our moon goddess who is the creator of all of our species and we cherish her as a God, who is in control of who we are destined to be mated to, our shifting into our wolve counterparts she is a patron a becon if you will to all the female werewolves especially our Lunas. My mum was into all mythological Gods and goddesses. Always telling me they all have a role in this world.

Akira is a young girl who lives in a mysterious village much coveted by the big men of the city who hope to find treasures among the sacred mountains of this place. And Richard, a rich young man from the city, seems to be interested not only in the gold, but in winning Akira, the most unusual young woman of these lands. However, to make this wish come true, he will have to face Alfred, the most fearless young man in the whole region who has sworn not only to protect his people and their sacred land, but also Akira who is terribly seduced by this new world of the big city...

The end of the world had never been so romantic—for Alisa Vega, at least. In an alternate universe where Earth survives the first apocalypse, humans live side by side with other species in a society where impossible things become possible. And yet, with all that magic and technology, love remains to be the most mysterious and unpredictable thing of all. Alisa Vega is a popular celebrity well-known for her beauty and charisma. Growing up in a loving and privileged environment, she had never wanted for anything in her life—until she meets Jester Lee, the rising star of the Adventurer community. Jester saves her life and steals her heart in the process. She confesses her love, but Jester is having none of it. Apparently, he's too busy saving all three worlds from a second apocalypse to entertain any thoughts on romance. But Alisa is convinced that he is THE ONE for her—and she is not taking no for an answer. Join Alisa and Jester as their stories unfold side by side: from gala appearances, photoshoots, and dodging the paparazzi, to navigating through a mess of man-eating monsters, secret identities, and uncovering conspiracies, all in the name of true love. *Author's Note: Some parts of the story may include scenes of violence and gore, dark (morbid) humor and possible emotional trauma (for the characters). Although the author encourages freedom in reading, this warning is in place for those who may find such topics disturbing. Reading should be fun for everyone, after all. Thank you! ^_^

"What is your name, little flame?" The young man asked, crouching down before the stubborn 4 year old. "Miwa... Iretomiwa." She answered with a dazzling smile. "Miwa... Iretomiwa...a beautiful name... what does it mean?" The young man asked tenderly and the little girl grinned. "...that you're in luck... because it means blessing has come to you..." The little girl replied in a childish teasing voice, the young man threw his head back and laughed loudly. "Blessing has come to me?...Miwa... Iretomiwa...my blessing." The young man whispered in a loving tone. **Cover art does not belong to author, all credits go to the original artist**

Chu Xin Ran wakes up with vague memories of her past life in the body of a young woman in the hospital, a victim of a car accident involving three cars. Greatly intrigued by Jing Yue, the cold young man who had taken her to hospital. Believing that he is connected to the young woman, she takes it upon her to find out for herself what happened prior to the crash, and who her new life is... Instead, she gets dragged into an unconventional relationship, which would span over a number of lifetimes...

Opening my eyes in an unfamiliar place with unknown faces surrounding me, everything started there. I have to start from the beginning again, because I am no longer Ayla Navarez and the world I am currently in, was completely different from the world of my past life. Rumi Penelope Lee. The cannon fodder of this world inside the novel I read as Ayla, in the past. The character who only have her beautiful face as the only ' plus ' point in the novel, and the one who died instead of the female lead of the said novel. She fell inlove with the male lead and created troubles on the way. Because she started loving the male lead, her pitiful life led to met her end. Death. Because she's stupid. Literally, stupid. A fool in everything. Love, studies, and all. The only thing she knew of, was to eat and sleep, then love the male lead while creating troubles the next day. Even if she's rich and beautiful, her halo as a cannon fodder won't be able to win against the halo of the heroine. That's why I've decided. Let's ruin the plot. Because who cares about following it, when I, Ayla Navarez, who became Rumi Penelope Lee overnight, would die in the end without even reaching the end of the story? Inside this cliché novel, let's continue living without falling inlove, shall we?

A story between a werewolf young master and a naive human man. The werewolf is a rich second generation from a prestigious family lineage. He falls in love at first sight with the human man, but instead of pursuing and cherishing him, this pampered young master repeatedly hurts him, intentionally or unintentionally, even leading to his death. Out of guilt and to atone for his sins, the werewolf young master asks his wizard butler to help him resurrect the human man. The wizard butler informs him that with each resurrection, the human man will return with a new identity but will have to pay a price each time: his life will become tougher and his character will be more innocent. Despite the warnings, the werewolf young master, driven by his desire to reunite with the human man, insists on his resurrection, regardless of the consequences.

When Gwendolyn Lee Grace lands her first nursing job after graduation, she’s thrilled — until she realizes her new position is a live-in caretaker for the reclusive patriarch of the wealthy Bearanstein family. Their sprawling mountain estate is as mysterious as its owners… and none more so than Arthur Bearanstein III — the brooding, impossibly gorgeous heir everyone calls Baby Bear. Arthur’s life is already ruled by duty. As the only son, he’s next in line to inherit the Alpha position from his ailing father. But there’s a catch: the ancient power of the Alpha can only pass to one who’s bonded with his fated mate. And Arthur’s mate is nowhere to be found. Until Gwendolyn walks through the door. From the moment they meet, sparks fly hotter than a forge fire. She’s everything he can’t have — human, off-limits, and dangerously tempting. Yet beneath her golden curls and soft smile lies a strength Arthur can’t ignore… and a secret even she doesn’t know. When Gwen discovers that the Bearansteins’ wealth hides something wild, ancient, and fur-covered, she must decide whether to run from the beast within Arthur — or embrace the destiny that’s been calling her all along. In a world where love can awaken the beast, sometimes “just right” means fated.

Freya King, the CEO of a luxury jewelry brand, had it all: beauty, brains, and a commanding elegance that left powerful men captivated. But at thirty-one, she was still single, and her father had run out of patience. In a bold and borderline outrageous move, he made a game-changing business decision behind her back, one that involved a certain family friend and fellow empire heir… Kenneth Lee Wright. Kenneth, thirty-five, the handsome but stone-faced tech CEO known for being emotionally unreadable, had his own problem: a long-standing rumor that he didn’t “swing the right way”—a rumor he had never denied, simply because it kept overenthusiastic suitors at bay. When Freya flew across the globe to demand answers, Kenneth calmly offered a deal: “Let’s help each other. You get what you want. I find a wife. Problem solved.” Easier said than done. What began as a pragmatic search for their ideal match turned into a hilarious series of terrible dates, jealous moments, and awkward late-night heart-to-hearts. As sparks started to fly, Freya found herself wondering... What if the perfect person wasn’t on her list… but standing right in front of her? *** This is Book 3 of Love and Legacy in the House of Kings. For the best reading experience, it’s recommended to read Book 2 first. Book 1: Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married A Billionaire Book 2: The Bad Boy Next Room

Lizzie Lee married Nathan Hall, and there were rumors he had a woman he loved deeply for years. He had been the one to hold Lizzie’s hand and take her to city hall to file their marriage license, and he was the one who told her his old flame meant nothing to him anymore. After three years of marriage, she thought that as long as she stayed gentle and compliant, she could warm his heart. Until that day, for the sake of his old flame, Nathan robbed her father of his last chance to survive and even brought his mistress to his father’s funeral. Lizzie looked at him and said, “I’m done. I want a divorce.” After the divorce, everyone waited to see her become a joke. But not long after, she was revealed to be the internationally renowned painter “Rose,” the long-lost daughter of a powerful family, and the lead on a major national art project. Her talent was undeniable, and she gradually became a star he could never reach. The man who once couldn’t even be bothered to look at her knelt in regret. “Liz, I was wrong. Come back, alright? I’ll treat you and your child well.” Yet another arm wrapped around Lizzie’s slender waist, drawing her in as he brushed a kiss against her flushed ear, his voice low with quiet possession. “Who else could be worthy of you but me?”